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Dear God,

Please save me from religiosity. Because seriously? Some of your people are scary. Some of them are completely unable to function in the real world with people whose beliefs differ from theirs. And FYI, they are not doing you any favors with the whole wild-eyed, Scripture-quoting zealot thing. They make you sound like, as I read today, “an angry bigot with binoculars and a grudge.” Which you’re not. 

And please give me patience and compassion when I have to deal with the sheer dumb-assery of those aforementioned children of yours. Because sometimes they are so dogmatically unreasonable that I don’t know whether to laugh or cry (or stick a spork in their forehead.)

Amen

P.S. Have you thought about bringing back smiting?

 

 

**Dear Readers,

  Please feel free to add any cryptic prayers of your own. No need to expound on context or content, just let ‘er fly. You’ll feel better.

Last week I ran away again.

(Ok, it was with the full knowledge and cooperation of my family which kind of nullifies the ‘run away’ concept, but it sounds more dramatic this way.)

I checked into a GREAT little B &B/inn in the middle of downtown–the StoneFort Inn– which was just perfect. Quaint, old and girly (hey! just like me!) but big enough (16 rooms, 3 floors) that it didn’t feel I was staying upstairs in some stranger’s guest room. Also the breakfast was served in a restaurant-type setting instead of family-style so I could sit at a table by myself and read a book without feeling like I’m being rude. 

I did my internet homework so I knew just what I wanted to do when I got there. I went out to eat at great restaurants, read books in coffee shops, wandered around antique stores, art galleries and re-visited my beloved Hunter museum.

 Ahhhh… It was good! And good for me. My legendary amiability and good humor is now restored. Not that it ever went away. (Except for that whole screaming-at-Pip-for-peeing-in-the-laundry-room thing. Oops.)

So here’s what my two-day runaway looked like:

 

**Checking into my room. 

(Note possum-eating grin on my face.)
 

** I love big ol’ tubs. On legs.

 

**See? Girly room!

 

 

** Hunter Museum. Cool blend of historic estate with ultra-modern addition. Also a great permanent collection.

 

 

**Some of the sculptures around the museum.

 

**Bluff View Arts District

 

**Glass bridge

**River bridges

 

**Aw, who am I kidding. Museum, schmuseum, here’s what I really did for two days:

(Time elapsed between the before and the after? About…3 minutes. I inhaled it.)